Fuck you. Whoever in hell is responsible, fuck you. Just go burn and die. Fuck you.(*note* I'm NOT talking about the person who physically took him from us or made the hard choice to let him go).
He's gone. He's actually gone. He's gone. He's so gone.
He had such a heart and such a will. Oh fuck. I can't believe he's gone. Oh god...
Oh dear god. He tried so hard. They tried so hard to save him. Never have people tried that hard. Oh god I can't do this. I can't do this anymore. He was loved so damn much. Oh god...
I don't know why this hurts so much more than all the others. He's not the first to break down in front of my eyes but for some reason I just can't shaking, just like I couldn't stop shaking before. It was his heart, his goddamn heart.
Poor, poor boy.
Only Time better as hell stop playing. Goddamnit!
Forever you'll be in my heart. I loved you boy. My heart hurts so much. I can't imagine how much you hurt and yet you fought such a hard battle.
At least now you can run free with angel wings. Run with the angels boy, run as fast as you can.